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RECOMPENSE 

A Book of Verse 

BY 
HELEN PARR CONANT 



"It is the bounty of Nature that we live, but 
of Philosophy that we live well, which is, in 
truth, a greater benefit than life itself. " 

Sf.neca. 




BOSTON 

SHERMAN, FRENCH # COMPANY 

1916 



C 0^ L 




COPYBIGHT, 1916 


Sherman, French & Company 


JUL 26 1916 


©CI.A437005 


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TO 

THE SPIRIT AND INFLUENCE OF LOVE 

THAT BEAUTIFIES ALL LIFE 



CONTENTS 

PAGE 

For Today 1 

Give Us Thy Help 2 

The Kingdom of God 3 

There Is No Cross for Me 4 

Jesus, We Thank Thee 5 

Horizon, Sky, and Rest 6 

Thy Temple 7 

Easter Greeting 8 

Twilight 9 

Dorcas 10 

It Is the Voice of Spring 12 

Suppliant IS 

A Snow Storm 14 

Life 15 

Easter Wishes 16 

The Ocean 17 

To My Friend 18 

In the Palace of the King . . . . . 19 

Martha 20 

Be Near Us, Lord 21 

God Will Answer Prayer 22 

Christmas Thoughts 23 

" Come Ye Apart " 24 

St. Valentine 25 

Spring Time 26 

That Something 27 

Winter 28 

February 12 29 

Jesus Wants the Little Ones .... SO 



PAGE 

For Sinners SI 

April S3 

A Mother's Prayer 34 

A Song of Praise 35 

Nature 36 

Thank Offering for Children .... 37 

Missionary Thanksgiving Song .... 38 

The Doctor 39 

In Silence Stand 41 

Thou Didst Plead for Me 42 

Morning Hours 43 

Easter 44 

" Come unto Me " 45 

Peace, Perfect Peace 46 

I Know that My Redeemer Liveth ... 47 

There Is No Fear 48 

My Baby's Song 49 

Sleep 50 

Of Gratitude 51 



RECOMPENSE 



FOR TODAY 

O God, we ask Thee for Thy love, 
To guide us day by day; 
Guide Thou our wandering, erring feet 
Into the narrow way. 

Come to us in the morning hour 
When we our tasks begin, 
And with Thy tender, guiding hand, — 
Oh, keep us free from sin. 

And when, toward the evening hour, 
Thy day draws to its close, 
With thoughts of prayer we come to Thee 
With all our cares and woes. 



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GIVE US THY HELP 

We ask Thee help us live more near, 
Give us Thy love and counsel too, 
That through the day Thy voice we hear 
In all we think or say or do. 

Give us the wish to pray aright, 

To serve Thee only in our ways ; 

Oh, make our pathway clear and bright 

And keep us Thine through all the days. 

Give us Thy blessing, help us to say, 
" Thy will, not mine, be done." 
Teach us to want to know Thy way, — 
Then will our conflict here be won. 



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THE KINGDOM OF GOD 

The kingdom of God, where is it? 
How often we ponder it o'er. 
We think, and we fret, and we worry, 
Then turn to the other shore. 

The kingdom of God, what is it? 
A state of mind or of soul 
We dream, then let our minds wander 
And think, — is it life as a whole ? 

But the ache in our heart continues, 
And with longings we're sore distressed, 
And then the words of the Master 
Come flooding themselves to our breast. 

The kingdom of God is within you, 
It covers and compasses all; 
'Tis peace and joy in disaster, 
Unrest and weariness fall. 

'Tis rest and happiness always, 
This feeling of Christ in the heart: 
" My Spirit shall come and dwell in you, 
My presence shall never depart." 

So if we believe in this Saviour, 
And this gift to us He bequeathed, 
We shall live, and our hearts will be rested, 
And our lives with His blessings be wreathed. 
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THERE IS NO CROSS FOR ME 

Once daily I my cross did bear, 
And heavy was the load; 
And seemed the way so dark, so drear, 
That led me up to God. 

My will was strong and would not give, 
To Him I could not yield; 
And life was empty, cold, and bare, 
Like to a barren field. 

But now by faith I clasp His hand 
And know my sins forgiven ; 
I, too, will serve Him every day 
And onward strive for heaven. 

Since now my will to His doth bend 
There is no cross for me, 
But just one upward shaft of light 
Clear to eternity. 



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JESUS, WE THANK THEE 

For the tears and for the woe, 
Causing us Thy love to know ; 
For the pain, for the sorrow, 
Trusting for a bright tomorrow, — 
Jesus, we thank Thee. 

For the friends and for the cheer, 
Telling us that Thou art near ; 
For the blessings, for the light, 
For the sunshine, pure and bright, — 
Jesus, we thank Thee. 

For Thy love so vast, so deep, 
Watching o'er us while we sleep ; 
For Thy sweet and tender care, 
Guiding all our thoughts in prayer, — 
Jesus, we thank Thee. 

For the thought of life eternal, 
Resting in Thy pastures vernal ; 
For the thought of heaven and rest 
With Thy King, forever blest, — 

Jesus, we thank Thee. 



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HORIZON, SKY, AND REST 

Horizon, sky, and rest, 

With nothing else in all the world before my 

vision thrown, 
There's peace, tranquillity, and joy 
In thoughts of these alone. 

Horizon means the dawn of day 
And victories to be won ; 
Horizon means, as evening comes, 
Life's glorious, setting sun. 

And sky, with all its fleecy clouds 

And deep ethereal blue, 

Means deeper joys than yet are dreamed 

By even me and you. 

And rest! — the word just thrills 
And all our soul with gladness fills, — 
Such rest as we can never know 
Nor even dream of here below. 



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THY TEMPLE 

In this temple that Thou gavest me 
For Thy spirit's dwelling place, 
Let me ever anxious be 
To make it not a desert waste. 

But of beauty rich and rare 
Make for Thee a temple fair, 
Room for purity and peace; 
Countless blessings shall increase. 

Then Thy bounty I shall share, 
There'll be room for treasure there ; 
Gladness, joy, and heartsease 
Ever Thou wilt give, with peace. 

So my soul shall ever live 
And to others it will give, — 
Give of joy and blessings rare; 
So Thy bounty I shall share. 



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EASTER GREETING 

I send you greeting this glad day; 
Christ the Lord has risen, they say ; 
So let us in glad acclaim 
His new life to all proclaim. 

Joyous let our message be; 
He has bought us, made us free. 
The triumphant word was said, — 
" Christ has risen from the dead t " 

On this happ}^ Easter morn 
Joy and peace anew are born; 
Christ has risen I Let us sing 
Glory to our risen King. 



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TWILIGHT 

'Tis evening; and the twilight 
With its soft and sumptuous light 
Is sending a glow of purple, 
Heralding the night. 

Each object wrapped in vapor 
Now slowly disappears ; 
The sun that was a ball of fire 
Now the horizon clears ; 

And night, that lulls us all to rest, 
Comes creeping unaware 
Till a silence, but for chirping birds, 
Is felt in all the air. 

The day is done and night has come, 
And we to rest repair 
With a feeling of thanks and gratitude 
For all of God's great care. 



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DORCAS 

She wanted to write a poem, 
This dear little friend of mine, 
Blut her life was full of worries 
And she felt she had no time. 

So early in the morning 
And all the long day through 
She was toiling and busy and happy, 
And minutes she had so few. 

There was baking and washing 
And sewing, and many a homely task ; 
And dishes, cooking, and sweeping, 
And children with questions to ask. 

But each little task was a pleasure 
And everything done with her might. 
Her worries were turned to sunshine 
And the house was shining and bright. 

And when the day was over, 

The tasks so homely and plain 

Were done with a heart full of gladness, 

With thought of a joyous strain. 

I felt she had written a poem, 
One greater than words with a pen, 
One that would live much longer, 
That would brighten the lives of men. 
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Her life that was lived so sublimely 
Was a poem of the very best kind; 
'Tis duty and love and gladness 
That changes man's inner mind. 



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IT IS THE VOICE OF SPRING 

A silence o'er the earth; the meadow turning 

green; 
The hand of Nature spreads a deep and golden 

sheen ; 
The birds are wakening; the air is fresh and 

warm ; — 

It is the voice of Spring. 

We hear the twitter in the trees, and nesting 

has begun; 
The robin to his mate now calls, 
The bluebird sweetly sings, 
The thrush we hear with note so clear, 
The meadow lark has come ; — 

It is the voice of Spring. 

The ice from off the creek has gone, and melted 

is the snow; 
The trees are turning softly green, with leaves 

are all aglow; 
The flowers raise their heads so gay, 
And so all Nature seems to say, 

" It is the voice of Spring." 



[12] 



SUPPLIANT 

To Thee we give allegiance 
And ask Thee, guide our feet ! 
We fear, we faint, we falter, 
Yet onward we would press ; 
Be Thou our guide and counsel 
To the eternal rest. 

We come to Thee for blessing; 

Lord, teach us how to live; 

Give us that meek submission 

And help us lean on Thee 

For strength and love and counsel 

To guide us on our way. 



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A SNOW STORM 

The earth was cold and dark and brown, 
The clouds were gray and seemed to frown, 
When the wind with a note both loud and shrill 
Brought the snow and covered the dale and hill. 

From the top of the tree to the ground so bare 
Not a space was left that did not share 
The glories of storm and snow and frost ; 
Fields and fences, lawn and post 

Were draped and garlanded, glowing and white, 
Covered with diamonds all sparkling and bright. 
All that was sad and cold and gray 
Was safely buried and out of the way. 

Hidden away from the frost and light 
Under that mantle all snowy and white, 
Little brown bulbs and things that grow 
Soon shall send forth a wondrous glow. 



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LIFE 

Like the fulness of the ocean, 
Like the swelling of the tide, 
Like the rolling of the billows, 
Is God's mercy, full and wide. 

And the waves, like life, so restless 
With its ceaseless ebb and flow, 
Come in with a peal like thunder, 
Then silently back they go. 

And others, like billows tossing high 
As they come in their white capped beauty, 
Are like those souls with thoughts so pure 
With naught but the thought of duty. 

But for you and for me in our restless endeavor, 
So like the waves of the sea, 
There is infinite calm with the God of the storm 
For us if we only will see. 



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EASTER WISHES 

On this happy Easter Day 
May your heart be blythe and gay, 
May the thought that Christ has risen 
Guide and keep you close to heaven. 

On this happy Easter Day 
May joy and peace come to stay, 
May there not a shadow fall 
On your heart this day at all. 

" Christ has risen," you can sing, — 
Christ your Savior and your King. 
If you serve Him all the time, 
He will make your life sublime. 



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THE OCEAN 

O rolling, restless, ebbing tide, 

How I love thy foam and spray, 

To gaze in solitude o'er thy bosom so wide 

To be carried forever away. 

O'er thy bosom so calm and so clear 
Like a wave to be carried afar, 
To be carried away I would have no fear, 
To the land where pure pleasures are. 

restless waves, O beautiful foam, 

As you leap and you lash and you play, 

1 wish I could stay, and could make my home 
With you forever and aye. 



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TO MY FRIEND 

Like an oasis in the desert 

Is a visit with my friend, 

Where the meeting and the greeting 

To good fellowship do trend. 

Not all in words well spoken, 
But in silence such a token 
That our spirits in great measure 
With each other they did blend. 

In such silence there's no measure 
Of minutes, hours, or days, 
But of sympathy and gladness 
And understanding, deeper ways. 

Deeper words than tones and voices, 
Like the ripple of the sea, 
Are the silences of friendship 
Between my friend and me. 



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IN THE PALACE OF THE KING 

In my heart new songs are singing, 
To my soul new gladness bringing, 
My thoughts with joy are upward winging 
To the palace of the King. 

There's a radiance most like glory 
As I hear the old, old story, 
And in rapture still keep singing 
Of the palace of the King. 

Then our eyes will know no dimness 
And there'll be no fear of sadness 
When we shall be forever 
In the palace of the King. 



[19] 



MARTHA 

She had no alabaster box of ointment 

To give for an offering rare, 

But all she had was given 

With the spirit of give and share. 

Of her money, her time, and her love, 
And deeds that were kind and tender ; 
Never weary in thought or step, 
Just thinking of Him as the sender. 

Of love and bounty and goodness, 
And the thought that grief she was sharing; 
There were those that were sad and in trouble, 
'Twas their burdens that she was bearing. 

Not of the ointment so costly, — 
To her it had not been given, — 
But the sacrifice He has desired, 
To give it faithfully she has striven. 



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BE NEAR US, LORD 

Be near us in the early morn 
And when sadly here we sigh; 
Be near us when we feel the thorn, 
And tears bedew the weeping eye. 

Be near us when our trials come ; 
Be near us in our pleasure; 
Be near us when we stay at home ; 
Be Thou our greatest treasure. 

Oh, be Thou near through all our life 
To bless and cheer and guide. 
In pleasure, sorrow, sin, or strife, 
Oh, draw us to Thy side. 



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GOD WILL ANSWER PRAYER 

In our need and our distress, 
God has promised He will bless; 
If we only turn to Him 
In our trials, in our sorrow, 
He will make a glad tomorrow. 

This the thought that is akin 
To the pain that's in our hearts, 
Brings the tears, makes the smarts ; 
Therefore do not doubt at all 
God will be your all in all. 

So now for you this very hour 
God will manifest His power: 
" I will answer before they speak 
If my children are only meek," 
You can hear Him say it now ; 

" My promises will surely bless 
If you, your need, to Me confess." 
Always trusting God for aid, 
Never, never, be afraid ; 
He is waiting, waiting now. 



[22] 



CHRISTMAS THOUGHTS 

Christmas thoughts to 3^011 be near, 

Thoughts of gladness, thoughts of cheer, 

Thoughts of joy and holy mirth, 

To celebrate the Savior's birth ; 

Thoughts of plenty, thoughts of peace, 

In your heart today increase, 

Cause new life, new hopes, to grow; 

Ceaseless blessings then will flow, — 

Flow from you to other men, 

In echo glad return again. 

So for this and other years 

May glad thoughts dispel all fears, 

May the joys that come today 

In your heart forever stay. 



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" COME YE APART " 

" Come ye apart and rest awhile," 
Thus the Savior spoke ; 
" I know thy way is dreary, and 'tis hard. 
Be ye not discouraged to smile, — 

* Come ye apart and rest awhile.' 

" By prayer and fasting ye shall stronger grow ; 
Listen, and My promises ye shall know. 
Be ye not discouraged; 

* Come ye apart and rest awhile.' 

" I will be with you to comfort and to bless ; 
Draw near to Me, and all your sins confess. 
Be ye not discouraged ; 

* Come ye apart and rest awhile.' 

" My heart for you is full of love, 
Will intercede for you above. 
Be ye not discouraged; 

* Come ye apart and rest awhile.' " 

These the blessings that for us are given, 
These the messages that come to us from heaven. 
Be ye not discouraged, — 
" Come ye apart and rest awhile." 



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ST. VALENTINE 

Cupid, little love god, won't you come, I pray? 
Cupid, little love god, won't you come and stay ? 
For you know 'tis leap year, — 
That means one more day, 
Gives me right to sing my song 
On this your chosen day. 

Cupid, little love god, 
In my heart there's space; 
For a little arrow I could make a place, — 
Make a place and keep it, keep it all for you. 
Won't you be my best love? I promise I'll be 
true. 

There are many maidens waiting for this year, 
Hoping you'll be watching, wanting them to 

cheer, 
Sending little fiery darts, planting them in 

maidens' hearts, — 
Cupid, little love god, won't you come today? 

Cupid, little love god, won't you please to hear ? 
Cupid, little love god, this is now leap year; 
Cupid, will you not make haste? 
Of your sweetest potion I should like a taste. 



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SPRING TIME 

A hush, a mystery o'er the earth, 

A sense of joy and gladness, — not of mirth. 

The world is waking from her sleep ; 

The voice of Nature's resurrection speaks. 

The birds that to the south had flown, 
Are here. We hear their mellow tone. 
The air is full of perfumes rare, 
All Nature gives to us a share. 

The flowers from out the earth so cold 
Now lift up their cups of gold. 
Violets and crocus, too, 
Will gladden the earth for me and you, 

While the earth, the river and the glade, 
Trees, birds, sun and shade 
All inspire us with their glow 
Telling this is spring, you know. 



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THAT SOMETHING 

There is a little something 

That's in our hearts today, 

There is a little something 

That's in our hearts to stay. 

It bids us, when the days be dark and drear, 

Forget and bravely sing of cheer; 

It tells of ills and fears and woe, 
Then sings the songs of hope we know; 
Speaks of sorrows, oh, how bitter ! 
Then says, " Be brave, be not a quitter." 
" That something " that is planted here 
Bids us be strong, not think of fear. 

Just what " that something " is, you know, 
Is planted so that we might grow, — 
Grow brave and strong, fearless, true, 
See God's plans shining always through, 
Into the one great perfect day 
When sorrows, tears, shadows, all have passed 
away. 



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WINTER 

In our homes we sit and sigh, 
Wish the winter would go by; 
See the fields so cold and bare, 
Not a sign of verdure there ; 
All is clasped in winter's grip, 
Icicles from house eaves drip. 
Furs put on, and out we go 
Into the great white world of snow; 
Pulses throbbing, hearts aglow, 
Ho, for a tramp over the snow. 
Back returning, home seems bright ; 
Hearth aflame with firelight. 
All the world just now is shining, 
In our lives there's no repining. 
Out in the open laugh and run, — 
Winter's the season made for fun. 



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FEBRUARY 12 

We offer a little tribute today 

To a man whose life can not pass away; 

A man who has lived, is living yet, 

In the hearts of those who can never forget. 

His life so heroic, his work, was for all, — 

There was no one too great and no one too 

small ; 
A man who was kind, loving, tender and true ; 
Of whom this sad world has seen but too few, — 
So strong for the weak, so firm for the good, 
For deeds that were noble, for deeds that were 

brave ; 
For those that were down-trodden ; too, for the 

slave. 
This man, then, so tender, strong, pure, and 

true, — 
Our own great Abraham Lincoln, — 
His life is a lesson for me and for you, — 
Our own great Abraham Lincoln. 



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JESUS WANTS THE LITTLE ONES 

Jesus wants the little ones, 

Those who know him not, 

Those whose hearts are sad and lone, — 

Every tiny tot. 

Jesus wants the little ones, 
Those who love to be 
Gentle, kind, and patient, 
Trying Him to see. 

Jesus wants them all the time, 
In this land or any clime, 
Whether they of Him have heard 
Or His blessings have not shared. 

Yes, He wants them every one, 
All their lives to be His own. 
He will make them pure and clean, 
And will keep them from all sin. 



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FOR SINNERS 

For those, dear Lord, whose souls are dark 

with sin 
We plead with Thee. Show them Thy love; 

gather them in. 
Their hearts are heavy, their load is great; 
They have lost Thee. In their hearts bid them 

wait, 
Bid them stand still and hear Thee say, 
" Come unto me " before it is too late. 

For those whose bodies suffer toil and pain, 
Who look to things of earth to give them gain, 
Teach them Thy love, let them know 
Thou too didst suffer when below. 
We ask Thee make them penitent, draw them 

near. 
We plead for them, dear Father; forgive, and 

make them hear. 

For those misguided ones who in ignorance and 

sin 
Are dissatisfied, lonely, and longing to come 

in, — 
We plead for those, dear Lord ; 
Give them Thy strength and let them be 
Satisfied only when they find themselves in Thee. 



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And so for all Thy children here below,- 
For those in want, sorrow, sadness, woe,- 
Father, grant us to hear our prayer 
And keep us from the tempter's snare. 



[32] 



APRIL 

April is a poem 
From early morn till night, 
Trees and flowers budding, 
A soft and wondrous light. 

Meadows turn to emerald green, 
Turn so quickly through the night, 
Cover all with wondrous sheen, 
Make for us a beauteous sight. 

April, how we love to stay, 
Watching Mother Nature's way; 
If 'tis sunshine or of rain, 
It's a poem, still we maintain. 



[33] 



A MOTHER'S PRAYER 

O God, for war that's raging now 

We ask Thee, help us make a vow 

That we will not partakers be 

In war that so dishonors Thee. 

Dear God, we ask Thee, let not this slaughter 

be; 
We ask Thee, teach us, let us see 
A better, purer, more humane way 
The debt against our foe to pay. 
Dear God, we ask Thee, interfere ; 
We beg, we plead, 'tis so severe. 
Come to our aid, we mothers cry; 
Our fathers, sons, husbands, brothers, — why 
Should we suffer thus, 

That men should satisfy their greed for lust? 
In want we mourn, in hunger sigh ; 
Our homes are desolate, — and why ? 
Dear God, Thy power now show, 
And those who set at naught Thy word bring 

low. 
Grant us our prayer and set Thy seal ; 
These bleeding, broken hearts now heal ; 
Turn those whose hearts are hard as stone 
To plead for mercy at Thy throne. 
Then let Thy kingdom reign on earth ; 
Bring peace where now there is a dearth 
Of human love, of love divine. 

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A SONG OF PRAISE 

A song of praise is in my heart to-day ; 

I feel the joy of life all along the way. 

The gladness of the birds as they sing and fly, 

The music of the wind as it rushes by, 

The joy of the flowers as their perfume fills the 

air, 
The warm glow of sunshine glinting here and 

there, 
The ripple of the water, the rustle of the leaves, 
The humming of the insects whirring in the 

trees, 
The love of friends so kind and true, — 
All lend to life a golden hue. 
And so a song of praise I'll sing 
For all these blessings from my King. 



[35] 



NATURE 

It is in music that all Nature abounds, 
That we can realize the beauty of all sounds, — 
Of all colors, all tones, to Nature so related 
That we shall know 'tis a landscape 
By God's own hand painted. 



[36] 



THANK OFFERING FOR CHILDREN 

We come, our pennies bringing; 
We come with voices singing, 
For all the blessings of the days 
In all the many, many ways. 

We come to add our little gift, 
We pray that it may help to lift 
The burden of those in lands afar, 
Who are not favored as we are. 

Take our gift, dear Lord, we pray, 
Make us glad and help us say, 
" We will always do our best," 
Knowing God will do the rest. 



[37] 



MISSIONARY THANKSGIVING SONG 

We come today our hearts to raise 
In songs of love and joy and praise 
For all the blessings of the year, 
For those afar and those so near. 

We come to offer our glad song, 
With all the happy, happy throng, 
That now the year again is past, 
With blessings greater than the last. 

For j oys untold ; for sins forgiven ; 
For those who've found the way to heaven ; 
For those in foreign lands so drear ; 
For those, our loved ones, far and near; 

For those Thy message now are giving, 
Teaching others better living, 
Teaching them Thy love to know, 
In the better way to go ; 

But best of all, our song of praise 
Is for Thy love that fills our days, 
Fills our life with peace and love, 
Sent by mercy from above. 

Accept our gifts, though small they be, 
As an offering unto Thee ; 
Use them all, dear Lord, we pray 
In Thine own appointed way. 
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THE DOCTOR 

If there is one above another 
That deserves the name of brother, 
His a work that is sublime, 
From all ages to all time. 
When on earth we come to be, 
His the hand that sets us free; 
When with infant's cries dismayed, 
Mother's more than half afraid, 
She with tears all through her voice 
Calls the Doctor of her choice. 
With her woes now all becalmed 
She with medicine safe is armed. 
Next on program is the fever ; 
Mother fears 'twill never leave her, 
But the doctor, calm as ever, 
Says from food the child to sever; 
So that sorrow now is past, 
Atmosphere is clear at last. 
Can there be more sorrow coming? 
Child says head with noise is humming. 
Mother looks for earache, mumps ; 
Calls the doctor, heart in thumps. 
Doctor says, " Oh, have no fears, 
'Tis the wax that's in her ears." 
Mother's fears now all allayed; 
For child's safety she has prayed. 
When from death's dark, deep abyss 
He restores us to earth's bliss, 

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Can we ever know the strain? 
On his strength 'tis such a drain. 
Strange it is that in our sorrow 
He's the friend we wish to borrow, 
Little knowing how he's worried, 
With our cares and troubles flurried, 
With no thought but for others, — 
Fathers, sisters, mothers, brothers. 
Have we ever thought and prayed 
That he might not get dismayed? 
When he's called up without thought 
Always comes, dreading naught; 
Always ready when he's needed; 
For our mercy has not pleaded. 
Shall we not with heart uplifted 
Bless our doctor, who, so gifted 
With the so-great power of healing 
And with tenderness of feeling, 
Cures us, till we come to bless 
Him for his great faithfulness. 



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IN SILENCE STAND 

The tree now looks to us so dark and bare, 

So silent, still, — and yet, to us all unaware, 

Is feeling but the touch of God's almighty hand, 

And soon in verdure all soft and green 

Will at the voice of His command 

Burst forth and sing. 

And the wind on leaf and twig will blow 

And the face of Mother Earth in soft green 

dress will glow, — 
Will glow, and show how even those who silent 

stand, 
At the command break forth and sing 
The glories of a great and sovereign King. 



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THOU DIDST PLEAD FOR ME 

In the garden, sad and lone, 
There Thy love to me was shown ; 
With the burden of the cross, 
With no thought of pain or loss, 

Thou didst plead for me. 

By Thy friends forsook, despised, 
By Thine agony and cries, 
By Thy sorrow, so complete, 
Knowing there was no defeat, 

Thou didst plead for me. 

On the cross, the cruel tree, 

There Thy blood was shed for me. 

By the nails that pierced Thee through, 

Giving up Thy life so true, 

Thou didst plead for me. 



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MORNING HOURS 

Along the horizon are lines of gold and pink; 
'Tis the brush of the Creator, in my heart I 

think; 
'Tis a wondrous, wondrous Artist 
That makes me pause and say: 

" These clouds that are diaphanous, 
So soft and full of light, 
Shall fill the hours of dawn 
And make them fair and bright. 

"These hours are so full of joy, — 

New life, new thoughts, pleasures that cannot 

cloy; 
Ah ! clear, uplifting, luminous, and bright 
Are these morning hours so full of mystic 

light." 



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EASTER 

'Tis Easter! And the air soft with Spring. 
'Tis Easter ! And the birds with gladness sing. 
And shall not we be glad, and say, 
" Christ the Lord is risen to-day? " 

'Tis Easter! All in Nature's voice 
With resurrection does rejoice; 
The flowers with perfume fill the air, — 
Joy and gladness everywhere. 

'Tis Easter I We have heard His voice. 
'Tis Easter! And our hearts rejoice; 
The children make a happy throng, 
Their voices fill the air with song. 

'Tis Easter ! And we come to Thee, — 
Our offering ourselves shall be. 
'Tis Easter! And all things living say, 
" Christ our Savior lives to-day." 



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" COME UNTO ME " 

If our trials oft beset us, 

Do not let these trifles fret us ; 

He is near us to protect, 

We His love should not reject. 

We can hear Him gently say, 

" Come unto Me and I will give you rest." 

Do not be discouraged; Christ will fill your 

need 
If His blessed promise we will ever heed. 
In His word He tells us, 
" Come unto Me, ye weary, and I will give you 

rest." 

Though the days be dark and lonely, — 

Dark the hours and cheerless, — 

We can hear Him oft repeating, 

" Come unto Me, ye weary ; I will give you rest." 

Then at last, rejoicing, He will bid us come 

With no thought of tears or sadness, 

Free from care and full of gladness; 

We shall hear His welcome voice, 

" Come unto Me, ye weary ; I will give you rest." 



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PEACE, PERFECT PEACE 

Peace, perfect peace, He promises to all 
If on His mercy we are willing to call; 
If on Him our thought is stayed, 
We need never be afraid. 

Because we trust Him for His power, 
There for us is no sad hour. 
In His strength He will uphold; 
His great blessings are untold. 

Peace, perfect peace, He has given 

To those who on this earth have striven. 

He will call them for His own 

To be with Him round His Throne. 



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I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVETH 

'Tis borne into my soul through the sunshine 

and the air 
And the landscape and the flowers and the 

beauty everywhere, 
And in all the wondrous pleasures that to all 

mankind he giveth, — 
I know that my Redeemer liveth. 

And in love and life and blessing and all that 

we can see, 
In the thoughts our minds are filled with and 

the joys to all so free; 
In everything He giveth I can but say: 

" I know that my Redeemer liveth." 

And when we think of heaven and where our 

souls shall dwell, — 
When from this earth we're passing, — its 

glories none can tell; 
But, untold peace? this thought to me He 

giveth, 
And so I know that my Redeemer liveth. 



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THERE IS NO FEAR 

There is no fear in dying; 
'Tis but the freeing of the soul 
From this home of clay so fragile 
That has held it for a while. 

There is no pain in dying 
And the breaking of the bowl ; 
The spirit is returning to the palace of the soul, 
To its royal habitation in the kingdom of the 
Lord. 

There is great peace in dying, 

And a sense of rest complete ; 

The feeling is surrender, yet of knowing no 

defeat. 
There is no need of crying, for it's but to reach 

the goal; 
This thing that we call dying is the freedom of 

the soul. 

So why, my heart, be sad when the time has 

come to go? 
For in joyous anticipation 'tis the home we've 

longed for so; 
And all our preparation, while here on earth 

we've been, 
Was but the getting ready for the land where 

is no sin. 

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MY BABY'S SONG 

As I heard my baby singing to her dolly in her 

play, — 
As I heard my baby singing, it made my heart 

quite gay. 

'Twas not the words or music, for they truly 

were all folly, 
But just the thought that she was singing to 

her dolly. 

So it's not always in the music or the trueness 

of the time, 
But if our heart is happy and is keeping up 

a rhyme 

Or a rhythm to our heart-beat that is joyous, 

pure and fine, 
Like my baby to her dolly, 'twill make it seem 

sunshine. 



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SLEEP 

With the fading of the light, 
With the coming of the night, 
O'er our souls and bodies stealing 
Comes a most delightful feeling. 

Tired nerves and aching feet 
Now are wrapped in slumber sweet, 
And our brains that for tomorrow 
Needed strength, from this may borrow. 

All our lives would be sublime, 
And the sun for us would shine; 
With our hearts from trouble free, 
Minor worries would not see. 

What so restful for our souls 
As the sleep that Mind controls, 
Frees our bodies from all ills 
Peace into our lives instills. 



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OF GRATITUDE 

These precious messages that Thou gavest me, 
In a spirit of humility I accept them all from 

Thee; 
That they of some service to others may be, — 
This is the plea that comes from me ; 

That in these words some token of Thy love, 

I to the world may show, — 
Some token of Thy boundless treasure 

They, too, may know; 

That they, Thy temple, Thou wilt be their 

guest; 
For Thy spirit they, too, may go in quest; 
They, too, Thy love may know and feel, 
And say, " It is Emanuel." 



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